Trying as many different things as possible. He was just as happy to take me on this erotic journey as I was to follow him. My desire was like a b...rning fire, spreading and getting more intense as time went by. One particular evening that sticks out in my mind as the most exciting started with just me. Letting myself into Tom’s apartment I sauntered towards his luxurious black leather sofa that sat on the far wall. I was hoping he would catch a glimpse of my scantily clad body, swaying. Jo had in the meantime picked up my camera and started to take photos of the event and Clinton who obviously had not said a word reached out and started rubbing my wife tits as if Greg was rubbing them and he had a large grin on his face as well.I was pretty turned on and slightly jealous at the same time but thought everyone was enjoying themselves including my unsuspecting, blindfolded wife.Greg started to mouth to me that he was about to cum so I asked Michelle if "Greg" could cum inside her. The idea my mom thought I might be having sex really blew my mind. Hadit occurred to her that except for school, or the occasional visit toShelly's, I never left the house. Unless I was sneaking boys in throughmy bedroom window (which would be a feat since it was on the secondfloor) it was kinda impossible-- get a fucking clue. It would serve herright if I were to get pregnant."Chill Alex, " cautioned Common Sense Alex. "She's worried about you.If she didn't care, she wouldn't give a fuck. I never had a chance. He twisted my arm up behind my back and suddenly I was helpless. I couldn't move.I gasped in pain and tried to tell him to stop what he was doing. He ignored me and pressed something long and thin and surprisingly cold inside of me. As he worked it inside of me he calmly explained, "This is a little something I bought on the internet called a lube launcher. It's a narrow, hollow tube, much like a straw. It injects the lubricant right up inside of you. Now you just relax..